I'm spending my last money on a bus ticket to the Getty Center, because I'm not sitting here and waiting for you all day, and you shouldn't expect me to.

Only a brute would expect someone to sit and wait for them everyday

After this I'll have no money, but oh well, 11 dollars wasn't really having any money to begin with. And I'd rather go out than think about how I am going to have to by cans of food and ration them until you get here.

That's what I did before you know. And then I starved for 3 days when they ran out.

The only reason I have any money now is because of my comic book, and you fought tooth and nail against that. So what would I have done these past weeks for food?

Your "treatment" isn't fixing anything anymore and I'm not waiting for you anymore.

If you want to come here today, then you can come tonight after I get home.

You shouldn't expect me to sit here and wait for you alone all day, day after day, not knowing if you will come or not.

It's too much.

It's not my fault that you are too stubborn to admit that you are hurting me over nothing at this point. But I'm not going to sit around anymore and wait for you to have an epiphany about how awful you are treating me. It's not happening.

And I told you before, Bugs Bunny will never be anything other than a symbol of the little guy standing up to the big guy who is trying to push him around.